The Quarterback's Redemption Novels & Stories

" By the time the press conference ended, public opinion had done a complete 180. Ethan's life, as far as society was concerned, was over. The last time he came to find me was at the plaza outside the company building. He dropped to his knees with a thud, his forehead slamming against the cold tiles again and again. "Nicole, I'm sorry! I really realized how wrong I was!" His face was smeared with tears and snot, looking as filthy as a mutt. "Please… help me. I can't go on like this… just give me one more chance…" I looked down at him from above.

The trap he set to lure me in and then force me into being his wife. Did I forget to mention, Ronan was indeed well known for his success but not once has anyone seen a woman by his side and now, he wants to use me to redeem himself. To show the media that he is indeed a man. “I'm not going to be used to redeem your reputation in the media. I won't be that scapegoat!” I clenched my fist. He chucked. “You think I care about the media? You think so little of me, Dahlia.”

“The bond of the queen is unbreakable.” In that moment, the Citadel’s bells tolled a single clear note, a song of redemption. Nyra rose, voice strong once more. “Hold. Today we mourn, but tomorrow we fight.” Selene’s blade lay discarded at the dais’s base. The shadow queen, betrayer and mother, slumped, trembling. Nyra met her gaze, compassion and steel mingling. “Tomorrow,” Nyra said, “You will answer for your sins.” Selene’s lip quivered. “I… will endure.”

“Whose is it? Because as far as I remember, the last time I saw you we kissed so passionately and were telling each other how much we didn’t want to say goodbye, and then you disappeared without a trace, so that isn’t my fault either. I came here to try to talk to you, but it looks like you are far from interested.” I could do nothing but watch him leave as I sobbed uncontrollably. Now he knew. What am I going to do? How am I going to tell Melody that the man in the photo is her daddy? What am I going to do when Asher decides he wants to speak to her? The way he looked at me, he’d never looked at me like that before. Not even when we’d met on the road or when I had introduced myself as Kimbe

He was trying for her to feel what he was feeling. "Lily I... I have committed many sins in my past. I have killed mercilessly. I've ruined many people's lives just for fun. Most importantly, I have betrayed people. And I regret that. All of that." He took a deep breath gazing into her loving eyes. "I want someone to pull me out of this guilt. Sometimes I want nothing more than to cry my eyes out because I'm tired of carrying this strong facade. But I can’t." He sucked in a deep breath before continuing to speak “Will you do that for me? Will you pull me out of this guilt? Can I trust you with my deepest secret? Will you promise not to judge me for what I have done?" His eyes were begging fo

"North Ridge is Monday night. Prime time, college scouts in the stands, the whole nine yards. This is your shot, Gray, and right now you're playing like you couldn't hit water if you fell out of a boat." "I can fix it—" "You better. Because I'm this close"—he held up his thumb and forefinger with barely any space between them—"to benching you for the opener. And if I have to explain to Principal Hayes why our starting quarterback is riding the pine, it's not going to be because of whatever girl has got you twisted up in knots." The mention of a girl made my jaw clench. "It's not about a girl." "Right. And I'm the Queen of England." He shook his head. "Fix your head, son. Whatever it is, figu

I was the biological son the Rhodes family had spent years searching for. Upon our reunion, all I wanted was to feel accepted. I learned to agree with everything they asked of me, no matter how unreasonable it sounded. Whenever they gave me an order, I followed it. I never questioned them. One afternoon, Reagan Rhodes, the boy who had lived as the Rhodes family's son in my absence, glanced at me and snarled in disgust. "You smell awful. Why don't you get inside the sterilization chamber and disinfect yourself?" I turned toward the industrial machine without hesitation. I stepped inside the chamber, closed the door behind me, and started the machine. My mom discovered me before

He walked back over the sled, leaving his gear at my feet, and strapped himself into the harness. If I hadn't been gripping the metal bench so tight to remain up-right, I would have fallen over in surprise (and exhaustion) as he began to run down the field with the sled of weights behind him. I watched him make it to the end zone, unaware of the smile on my face as I stared after him. When he turned around and ran back, my eyes were pulled away from him. Instead, they landed on my father, who was glaring at his quarterback with all the hate a human body could contain.

Carlson moved back to the seat. “Congratulations then, you have passed flirting 103” “Thank you for teaching me Carlson” “Why do you say I smell nice?” “You asked me to say something nice” “You think I smell nice” “Do you smell like wet clothes?” I could see the vulnerability in his eyes. “I’m a star quarterback. We don’t smell nice” he tries to mask his vulnerability but he sucks at that. “Relax” I touch his knees. “I’m not going to tell anyone,your secret is safe with me” he nods then looks away.

“I like learning new things about you, Princess.” I shake my head, then gesture to the field. “Tell me who you think the quarterback’s going to pass to.” He looks around the field, then gestures with his chin. “Number fifty.” “Why?” “Fastest guy on the field. He’s been passed to like, five times in the past twenty minutes.” I nod. “Okay, I’ll take you up on that.” We watch the play, the quarterback watching the field before he throws the ball, and it soars over Sebastian’s guy. Number seven ends up catching it and keeps running, scoring a touchdown.